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In the criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses

are considered especially heinous.

In New York City, the dedicated detectives

who investigate these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

What are you doing?

Walking with you.

Mom, it's not a playdate.

I don't need you to walk me to the door.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Your hard-working mother thought it might be nice

to spend a little extra quality time together.

-Is this an imposition? -No.

'Cause you know, I'm gonna remember this next year

when you're off at college and you call home

crying late at night 'cause you miss me so much.

Okay, fine.

I guess you can walk with me for, like, a block.

Wow, okay.

Rude.

So what are your plans for tonight?

AP History.

Got a big project.

-Really? -Yeah.

On a Friday night?

And, like, maybe some video games.

And, like, maybe a party at Kira's house

since her parents are away?

Kiddo, come on.

I wear a badge for a living. Yeah.

I can neither confirm nor deny anything about a party.

Okay, fine.

But we still need to go over our ground rules first.

Mom.

We do not take open containers from anyone.

-No pills, nothing. -Okay, I know. I know.

Second, we look out for our friends.

We keep track of everybody through the night.

Yep, gotcha.

And third, above all, we make...

We make good decisions.

-Great. -I'm good.

All right. Good.

Well, remember, I track your location at all times.

You know, you're not gonna be able to stalk me

-forever, Mom. -That's very funny.

I can, and I will.

Be safe.

Love you.

Okay.

Love you.

-Bye. -Bye.

Curry.

Helene?

Whoa, slow down, slow down.

All right, tell me what happened.

Are you safe?

Hey.

Got a call from Helene Brooks,

case from about eight months ago.

Helene Brooks, yeah.

Her son got molested by... by the uncle, right?

-Did 30 years? -Yeah.

He's only nine years old, Leo.

-I remember him. -He's a sweet kid.

Yeah, well, after the trial, I met up with Helene

to give her some resources for Leo.

I said if she ever needed anything to give me a ring.

So this afternoon, she called, asking if

we'd come out and help because Leo's gone missing.

He shouldn't even have been with you!

I've been trying to get in touch with you!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, guys. -I need you to step back.

Sir, settle down.

I should be able to take my own son

to a stupid carnival, you bitch.

Whoa!

You need to stop and take a breath.

-He lost Leo. -He lost our boy.

Okay. I understand, Helene.

Walk us through what happened, okay?

I brought him here 'cause I figured

he could use a little fun, you know, like a normal kid.

-You go to hell, Thomas! -Okay, Helene.

-Sir. And then what happened? -Focus. Focus.

What happened?

We were having a good time.

Leo, he dropped his cotton candy.

He got a little upset but... but no big deal,

so I went to get him another one.

So I turned around and got back in line,

and he wasn't more than 20, 30 feet away.

But when I turned around after paying, he was gone.

And when was this?

Look, I'm not trying to make a big deal over nothing.

I just figured that he wandered away to look at the games.

Sir.

And I told him when we got there,

if we get separated to meet me at the carousel.

So I waited there.

Mr. Brooks, I need you to tell me when this was.

I tried looking myself.

When?

Two and a half, three hours ago.

Whoa, Helene, stop!

Whoa, whoa!

Get back, get back, get back!

I swear to God, if something happens to him,

I'm gonna kill you.

You broke my nose!

Call a medic.

Leo Brooks, nine years old, last seen

wearing blue shorts, gray T-shirt, and a green backpack.

Photos of him are being sent to your PEDs.

So we are coordinating with the 64th to establish

a 25-block perimeter.

DAS is sifting through the CCTV footage.

They will update us as needed.

Just so you know, this kid has already been through a lot,

so let's bring him home.

-How's the mother? -Terrified. Furious.

-So he wandered off, ran away? -Or something worse.

Well, if he wandered off, nobody noticed it.

And Funathon employees haven't received

any word on a lost child.

Well, maybe he's hiding then.

Well, that would be ideal.

The citywide alert has already gone out.

But before that, Curry, Griff,

go have a sit down with the mother, Helene,

and see if you can get a sense of where the kid may have gone.

You two, have another run at the father.

It took him two and a half hours

to report the kid missing.

Ow, ow, ow!

Ow. Ow.

Take it easy, man.

-Hey. -Hey.

I hope you got Helene in cuffs, 'cause I'm pressing charges.

We're a little more concerned with finding

-your son right now. -Aren't you?

Well, yeah.

Of course I am.

Well, that's good, because dragging your feet

when Leo went missing wasn't a good look.

I panicked.

I knew my psycho ex-wife was gonna

spaz over me taking him, and I didn't wanna give her

any more custody ammo.

So why take him in the first place?

My boy should be doing fun things, kid things.

Helene, just calm down.

It's gonna be okay.

You gotta find Leo, please. I am about to lose it.

Listen, we are doing everything we can.

Look at me. Talk to me about Leo.

Anything new you've noticed?

Any changes we should know about?

It's been rough.

None of us are okay.

We've been through half a dozen therapists

with the aggression, the nightmares.

He's withdrawn.

Okay, that's textbook response for kids like Leo

after experiencing what he has.

He's still my sweet boy.

We... we are trying our best.

But with... with the divorce and the doctors, it's been a lot.

His mom's stuck in the past, obsessed.

I mean, how's he ever gonna get over it if she can't move on?

And, hey, I get why you wanna move on,

because it was your brother that molested Leo.

But acting like this, not reporting him missing,

people are gonna wonder.

Screw you both.

I lost my whole family.

So, yeah, I hoped that a day here might help

to bring out the old Leo.

And did it?

Help?

No.

He was in a mood, angry.

You never know what sets him off anymore.

Money's been tight, so I've had to pick up extra shifts.

That's how Leo ended up with Thomas.

My ma was watching him while I was working a double.

Thomas shows up and lies to my mother's face,

saying that I agreed he could bring our son here.

-Now, if I'd have been home... -No.

If I'd have checked in earlier...

Helene, Helene, we are not gonna go down that path.

Okay?

Remember, we have been here before.

Nothing good comes from that.

What set him off today?

Leo and I got into a fight.

Okay.

He threw a tantrum, chucked his cotton candy, and I...

I lost my cool, and I shouted at him.

He just froze, like a scared animal.

And I know better.

But I was so angry that the words

just started leaving my mouth.

And then what happened?

I apologized.

I went to get a new one.

I wasn't gone for more than a few minutes.

Please, find my boy.

I'm begging you.

Sorry, we've got a witness you guys

are gonna wanna talk to.

Okay, all right, just give... no, Helene.

Stay here.

We will be right back, okay?

Anyway, I look up from my phone,

and I see this skeevy guy,

homeless, hanging around the rides,

so I started filming.

Okay, what did he want?

Probably to get his rocks off, I don't know.

He was, like, talking to all the kids.

Was this little boy with him?

No, not that I saw,

but I wouldn't put anything past that creep.

All right, let's go.

Hey.

Do not approach this guy if you spot him, all right?

Just radio it in.

We got patrols working from Myrtle down to South Slope.

No luck along the Belt Parkway.

I got Rollins and Bruno checking

an encampment near the bridge.

I just can't get over this poor kid.

You know, we solve his case, move on,

he's barely able to pick up the pieces.

Now this?

I mean, how is he ever gonna get right?

Not everybody makes it out of the dark, Griff,

no matter what we do.

Got eyes on the suspect.

Old Fulton and Hicks.

Any sign of Leo?

Just our guy and one or two individuals coming and going.

He's agitated.

He keeps yelling at something or someone.

Kid could be in one of those tents.

Hang on.

Let's move. Go.

Go, go.

Let me see your hands!

Come out! Let me see your hands.

Come on. Hands up.

No, no kid.

Okay, let's check all the tents.

Captain. Captain, look.

Leo had a green backpack.

It's his.

-Camp's cleared. -No other signs of Leo.

The mobile care team is en route

to help us with our new friend.

Okay, easy there.

Unrighteous, unwelcome, unwanted.

Easy there.

We don't want you to hurt yourself.

-Unwanted. -Unwanted and unfair.

I know you don't like this, and quite frankly,

neither do I, but we just have to do this

for your safety and for ours, okay?

We have whys, and we have nothing...

we have nothing above the ground.

Nothing above the ground.

Maybe we should wait for MCT to show up.

Incentives, nothing.

I think maybe he's just looking for a reason.

So you're here because you had something

that doesn't belong to you, okay?

-The backpack? -Satchel, yes.

-Haversack. -Yeah.

My name is Amanda. What's your name?

-Arthur. Artie. -Artie?

-Artie, Artie. -I like that.

Maybe did you get the bag from a little boy?

Maybe this little boy?

-No, no. No sprouts. -No shavers.

Cast aside in the box. Muck and mire.

-Muck and mire. -The trash? The trash?

Somebody threw it into the trash?

Okay.

Do you know if it was a man or a woman?

Average-Joe, gent.

We tried to restore, to make whole.

Can you describe the man, Artie,

the man who threw away the bag?

Cloak lined with blood bars, cast up on the horizon.

-Blood bars? -Blood bars. Blood bars.

-Wait, did he have... -he had blood on his clothing?

-No, no. Blood bars. -Blood bars.

Stripes. Red stripes.

-Blood stripes. -The carnival workers.

-They wear a red-striped vest. -Did you find him?

Did you find my son?

You really should not be here.

Oh, my God.

That's Leo's!

My son!

We're doing everything we can.

Why did I leave him with her?

Where is my baby?

-All right? -We found his backpack.

We're gonna find him. You have to trust me.

All right? We're going to find him.

Let's go sit down for a few minutes, okay?

It's all right. No, I know.

Okay, trust me.

We are doing everything we can to find him, okay?

I got a hundred people working here.

You can't expect me to just hand over their private info.

I'm just trying to find a missing nine-year-old boy.

But you know what?

Hey, if you'd rather be a problem,

then maybe I start pulling permits,

get a team of inspectors down here.

-Bull, you can't do that. -Sure I can.

It's the last few weeks of your season, right?

How's your bottom line gonna look when I shut you down

for the next ten days?

Got about six guys, all with sheets of some sort,

all seasonal, paid off-book.

It's tough for these guys to get a job these days,

so I try to help them out.

-Yeah, sure. -You're a real Samaritan.

Hey, Chet Esposito?

Yeah. What do you want?

Let's start with answers to our questions.

NYPD.

What's so important that not one

but three cops wanna bother me?

Why don't you set that down first, all right?

We're here about a backpack.

I don't have a backpack.

'Cause you got rid of it, right?

You tossed it away in a dumpster.

I don't remember tossing a bag.

Oh? Hey, we have a witness.

-Yeah, and you know what? -We have a lab.

I'm sure our lab will find your fingerprints all over it.

So how about we start over, Chet, okay?

What were you doing with the backpack?

Fine, I found it on a ride.

It had 17 bucks inside.

I took the cash and didn't think it'd be a big deal.

Well, I'll tell you what the big deal is,

is that backpack belonged to a nine-year-old boy,

and that nine-year-old boy is missing.

-Okay, hold on. -I never saw a kid.

Well, you also said you didn't know anything

about a bag just a minute ago.

-Okay. -So what is it?

Okay. Just wait, please.

And you also have quite a record, huh?

Sexual battery, statutory rape.

Yeah, and I paid that debt a long time ago.

All right, but you're a registered sex offender

working around a bunch of kids.

Isn't that a recipe for trouble?

I never touched little boys.

Oh, did you just touch little girls?

That's it, isn't it?

I think we have a discerning sex-offender pedophile.

The facts are is that a kid is missing,

and you had his backpack.

That's two strikes.

So tell us where the kid is,

or things are gonna get real bad for you pretty quickly.

I think I should get a lawyer now.

Hey, Bruno and Griff are cordoning the employees,

and I just found out Esposito has an apprentice.

I'd like to see if she can retrace his steps for us.

Maybe she noticed something.

Well, we'll take whatever we can.

I mean, Leo's odds are getting worse with each hour.

Uh, I think he did some work on the Gravitron

before heading to the Himalaya. Yeah, the Himalaya.

Work with Chet very long?

I guess.

He came on about a year ago, maybe.

-Okay, what's he like? -Chet?

He's okay. Yeah, he's fine.

Does he ever do anything unusual?

Does he act weird?

You know, does he, like...

does he, like, talk to kids a lot?

I don't know.

No, I couldn't say.

-Is everything okay, Mary? -Are you all right?

Has Chet ever done anything to make you feel uncomfortable?

You know, it's okay if you wanna tell us.

The Gravitron is over this way.

Hey, Mary, if there's anything you wanna tell me,

like if anything happened

between you and Chet, it's okay.

You're not in any kind of trouble.

You're safe.

Mary?

Hey, hey, it's okay.

You're safe. Chet's in custody.

He cannot hurt you.

Hey, you all right?

Yeah, go.

Mary, stop!

Suspect is heading east toward Steinway.

Help! No, stop!

Stop, help!

Help, somebody help me!

-You good? -Yes.

Help me!

-They're trying to take me away! -Come on.

Help!

Get off of me!

Help!

You can't hurt me.

-Mary, please. -You can't hurt me.

-Try to listen. -I know what you're doing.

I know who you're working for. I'm not stupid.

I'm not stupid. They can't hurt me.

Hey, once again, I promise you,

no one here is trying to hurt you.

Okay, so the searches came up empty.

This one won't answer any questions.

We are running out of time.

So maybe we put in a call to psych.

Maybe one of their people can get through to her.

Curry.

Hey, are you sure you shouldn't, you know,

take the night off, get some rest?

A couple of Advil, couple of stitches, I'm right as rain.

-Promise. -Hey. Get this.

Her name isn't Mary. ID was a fake.

Didn't show up in the system, so I ran her prints.

-She have a record? -Sort of.

They didn't show up in any criminal database.

They were in NAMUS.

Missing-persons directory.

Her name is Christine Anderson.

She disappeared 14 years ago.

When she was just five years old.

Mary is a missing child.

I dug up old reports on Mary, or I should say, Christine.

She disappeared fall of 2012 from a department store

-in Springfield, Mass. -Mom was shopping.

Christine was playing hide and seek

in some clothing racks, normal kid stuff.

Mom turned around, and before she knew it...

Christine was gone.

This is just like what happened to Leo.

Springfield PD had minimal leads.

No security cameras, no witnesses

saw Christine leave the store.

A few tips came in pointing to a couple suspects.

Also had a suspicious vehicle description in the area.

But nothing ever panned out.

So she just disappeared without a trace.

Until now.

Okay, well, this can't be a coincidence.

What about the parents?

-Left word. -Haven't heard back.

Gonna need answers when we do.

Well, we're gonna find those answers,

but right now, the most important thing is finding Leo.

So this girl probably has PTSD and complex trauma, but...

but I'm willing to bet that she's

our best chance at finding him.

Hi. I'm Captain Olivia Benson.

I'm sorry if we upset you.

Let me... let me get these off you, okay?

We've just been very concerned about a little boy.

He's... he's missing.

You might know a little bit about what that

feels like, right, Christine?

-That's not my name. -My name is Mary.

But you know that your real name is Christine Anderson?

-No, my name is Mary. -My name is not Christine.

My name is Mary.

Okay, Mary, are you aware of what

happened to you when you were young, how you were abducted?

I wasn't abducted.

Well, it happened when you were very young,

so you may not remember it.

-No, I wasn't taken. -I was rescued.

-Rescued? -Yes, I was rescued.

Who rescued you?

Bob. He saved me.

Who is Bob?

Who did Bob rescue you from?

My parents.

They... they were...

they were bad people, and they didn't want me,

and they hurt me.

Bob risked his life to get me away from them.

I wouldn't be alive today if it wasn't for him.

And where's Bob now?

I know what you're trying to do.

What?

You know, he taught me about the police.

He said that I was smart and that I was special.

-I can see that. -I'm sure that Bob is right.

Well, it wasn't easy.

What do you mean?

-I had to learn. -Bob had to teach me.

He had to be diligent with me.

And... and he was always patient,

even when he got mad at me, because he loved me,

because he saved me.

Is that what happened to Leo?

Bob... Bob saved Leo too?

No.

-I did. -You did?

Mm-hmm.

-So you know where Leo is? -Yeah.

Well, this is great news, Mary.

We've been very worried about him,

and I'm sure that... that Leo is terrified

and that he misses his parents.

No, he was scared.

He's not scared anymore.

He was scared when he was with his dad.

I mean, he was just yelling at him, at his own son

over, I don't know, cotton candy.

I mean, you should have seen the look

in that little boy's eyes. He was terrified.

I had to do something, and I just had to help him.

So you had to save him?

-Yeah. -Right.

Right.

So when his father stepped away to buy him more cotton candy...

-I took him with me. -Mm-hmm.

And I let him pick out a toy, and I calmed him down,

and I got him to be happy again.

I mean, his face lit up, and he was just playing

with this stuffed animal.

Right.

-And then... -And then what?

Well, I didn't really know what to do,

but I needed to save him, and so I...

I knew I had to take him somewhere.

-So where did you take him? -Where did you take him?

Mary, listen to me.

I think that it was incredibly brave of you to help him.

I really do.

And that's what we wanna do.

We just wanna help him.

And we also wanna help you.

Well, how am I supposed to believe you?

-Because it's true. -Believe me, it's true.

I would never let anyone hurt Leo, especially his father.

But in order for me to help him, I...

I need to know where he is.

He's okay. He's... he's safe.

-Okay. But where? -Where is he?

It's okay, honey, you can tell me.

Where is he?

He's with Bob now.

Leo?

Leo?

Cause of death on Leo Brooks?

Officially, multi-organ system failure.

And unofficially?

Heatstroke.

Small box, hot van.

Leo's core temp shot well over 105.

No real way to say which symptoms did him in...

the organ collapse, brain damage, circulatory shock,

or lack of oxygen.

Jesus, this poor kid.

It gets worse.

We ran a GC-MS scan, found traces of chloroform

-in his system. -He was drugged?

Probably when he was put in the box.

Too bad he didn't remain unconscious.

Wood fragments under the nails,

abrasions on the knuckles and fingers.

So Leo tried to get out.

He was terrified. He suffered.

We got three DNA hits back from the interior of the van.

Your suspect, the victim, and a few faint traces

from an adult male.

Robert Watts.

Bob.

Mr. Watts got himself put in CODIS for an attempted rape

back in 1999.

Yeah, but the only problem is Bob's dead.

He had a... he had a heart attack last January,

which means...

Which means we need to tell Leo's parents

how their son was murdered

and Mary's parents that their daughter is a killer.

I can't believe she's still alive.

I mean, part of us always believed,

but we never let ourselves hope.

Not after all these years.

I mean, Christine had just turned five.

She still had her baby teeth.

And you're certain it's her?

We are.

Linda and Joe, your daughter has been through a lot.

Well, all the more reason we need to be there to help.

We're her parents.

Mr. Anderson, we're not here just for Christine's abduction.

I don't understand.

She's been involved in a serious crime.

-Oh, my God. -Oh, my God. What happened?

We can't share specifics as it's an open investigation.

But even... even if we could, the truth is,

your daughter doesn't want to see you.

-What? -What?

And Christine is an adult now,

so we have to respect her decision.

I know that's not what you were expecting.

I can't even imagine what you're feeling right now.

But give her... give her time.

Bottom line, your daughter's alive.

Do you prefer Christine or Mary?

-Mary is fine. -Okay.

Okay.

So I'm told that you've made progress.

I thought that it might be helpful if I stopped by

and shared with you some of the things

that we've learned about your situation.

And then if you're up for it, maybe there are things

that you would be willing to share with me.

It's your choice to make.

So Mary, this...

Is Robert Watts.

This is the man who kidnapped you.

He's had a string of arrests for public lewdness,

indecent assault, the attempted rape of an underage girl.

And from what we understand, he worked for a string

of carnivals and amusement parks,

moving from place to place, from company to company.

And from what we can tell, that's how

he stayed ahead of the authorities

after he kidnapped you.

Now, you... you let me know if I'm getting

any of these details wrong.

He told people that I was his granddaughter.

And these are your parents.

This is Joe and Linda Anderson.

They're from Springfield, Massachusetts.

Joe works for the MSPCA,

and Linda is an art teacher.

This is your little brother, Wyatt, and he just turned 12.

And I hear that he's very excited to meet you.

Can I keep this?

Yes, of course, it's all yours.

Thank you.

So we know that Bob died in January of this year.

But what we don't know is what your life was like with him.

And I would like to learn about that

if you're willing to talk about it.

Mary endured years of physical and sexual abuse

at the hands of Bob Watts.

She was brainwashed to fear the entire world.

No friends, no school, only him.

Doctors say anyone on the outside was considered

a threat... police, parents...

they all wanted to take her away

from the one person that loved Mary.

-She never tried to escape? -No.

By the time she was a teenager, she was fully brainwashed.

She could come and go as she pleased.

She ran errands because she always came back.

Yeah, according to records, they would move

to a different carnival or a park each season,

and eventually, he trained her as a mechanic.

She started working too.

And then Bob died, so she continued with the only life

that she knew, but she struggled.

And so when she saw Leo, she saw it as an opportunity

not to be alone.

And you think this girl is fit to stand trial?

Not me. The doctors.

They said that Mary knew that her actions were dangerous

and that she expressed regret.

But she's not delusional.

She was working within a permission structure

she had learned from Bob.

So we have to decide what exactly justice

looks like in this case.

Leo is our victim.

So is Mary.

But she also chloroformed a kid, left him in a box to die.

Bob used to punish Mary by drugging her

and then locking her in a crate, sometimes for days.

Apparently, she grew to love her time in the crate.

When she was there, she was alone.

She was away from Bob's, you know, affection.

Unfortunately for Leo.

Mary told you the boy was with Bob.

She already knew that he was dead.

When the police arrived, she moved the van,

and when she went to check on Leo...

It was too late.

So she saw this kid.

Yeah.

And she didn't call for help?

She didn't... she didn't come forward?

I think in her head that she actually believed

that Leo was better off dead than with his father.

Which reads as depraved indifference.

Sure, but if we push for murder two,

her side counters with an affirmative defense

based on mental capacity.

And probably wins.

Also, do we believe prison is where this girl belongs?

This brings us back to the original question.

What does justice look like in this case?

Helene.

-I haven't heard anything. -It's been almost a week.

-What's going on? -I know. I apologize.

I should have called sooner, but things are

a little complicated.

What's complicated?

My son was murdered.

Lock that monster up and put her in jail forever.

-She is still in jail, right? -Yes, yes.

The girl is still in custody.

The woman who killed Leo.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You're just doing your job, but I...

I am empty.

I have nothing.

The only thing that is keeping me upright

is the thought of justice for my little boy.

I know, Helene, and I want that, too, for you and Leo.

I promise you, I do.

And as soon as I know what that looks like,

you're gonna be the first to know.

We're offering a deal.

Manslaughter in the second degree, split sentence.

The first portion will be served

at Kirby Forensic Psychiatric Center

under close medical supervision.

-I don't understand. -Is that a hospital?

Kirby is a secure psychiatric facility on Wards Island.

It's a prison with doctors.

A split sentence means that your daughter will spend

the first portion of her time at Kirby

until the staff there deems that

she's no longer a danger to others.

And then?

And then she'll be released to serve

the rest of her sentence on probation.

How long of a sentence are we talking?

Ten years.

Are you kidding? No way.

Mr. Anderson, she could receive 25 years at trial.

Be serious, Carisi.

No jury will convict this girl

after they hear what she's been through.

An innocent nine-year-old boy is dead,

Cherise, and nobody forced your client to take those actions.

She did them of her own volition.

And we have a confession.

Well, then I guess we'll see you in court.

Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, please reconsider.

No.

We're not giving up our daughter.

We just got her back.

You heard them.

No deal.

Saw your light on down the hall.

What are we burning the candle on?

Just the buffet of bad options in the Brooks case.

I got a few minutes.

Why don't you read me the menu?

Sure.

Option one... we drop all the charges,

and Leo's murder goes unpunished.

Not a real option for the people of New York.

Which is why we offered a manslaughter plea,

but the girl's parents won't accept any deal

that includes prison time.

If you bring manslaughter to trial,

we can't control the sentencing.

Yeah, which can range from suspended sentence

to double-digit incarceration,

depending on how the judge feels.

Toothless to excessive.

Exactly.

So we have option three...

murder in the second degree.

Well, the facts of the crime fit the statute.

Textbook depraved indifference.

And I get to keep the lesser plea in my back pocket.

Ethically, it's the correct charge.

So what's the "but"?

Can we stomach that harsh of a sentence

knowing what this girl has gone through?

Lose-lose-lose.

Yeah.

Unless you can see a win here that I can't.

Sometimes, when we have cases with no clear answers,

we have to trust in the law to decide for us.

Our system might not be perfect, but it's all we have.

Follow the law through justice.

Provided you can live with the outcome.

Good night.

Good night, sir.

Your honor, my client, Christine Anderson,

was ripped from her family and kept prisoner

for almost 15 years, a tragedy that shouldn't

be allowed to persist.

As such, we are moving for pretrial release.

Setting aside Miss Anderson's previous circumstances,

Judge, the severity of this crime cannot be ignored.

She drugged and imprisoned a nine-year-old,

leading to a slow and painful death.

My client is a victim who suffered unfathomable trauma.

She's also a defendant who admitted

to committing these crimes.

God forbid she hurts another child.

Since you mentioned it, we are filing a motion

to suppress Miss Anderson's entire confession.

On what grounds?

Christine is incapable of making decisions for herself.

In fact, she may not be fit to stand trial at all.

Your Honor, a five-person panel of physicians

deemed that she was fit to stand trial.

And our own independent experts who disagree.

-I'm sure you do. -Enough, counselors.

My courtroom will not be reduced

to some fifth-rate junior debate class.

Arguments will be presented uninterrupted

in a clear and concise manner.

Are we understood, or do I have to bring this into chambers?

What are we doing here, Carisi?

This is not my show.

This is all Captain Benson's idea.

So my team and I feel that there's something

that Mary should see before we head into a trial.

It's... it's important.

Mary, this is a video of Leo.

And he was the same age then

that you were when you were abducted.

This is before he became a victim of abuse,

before he was wounded by the world.

There'd better be a point to all this.

And I think what you recognized in Leo

was the pain that you both carried

by being betrayed by adults.

-All right, that's enough. -This is highly inappropriate.

It's important for Mary to see him

to understand who he was.

Christine, you don't have to watch this.

Mary, I know that you thought that you were saving him.

I know that.

But Leo wasn't you.

All right, Carisi.

Instead of saving him,

you passed on the same trauma that you endured.

And now he's gone.

He's taken from a mother who loved him,

friends who cared for him.

I am disgusted by both of you, manipulating a victim.

-Everyone here... -police, parents, lawyers...

we are all so convinced that we know what's best for Mary.

And throughout this, I have watched her

shut down and shut the world out.

But, Mary, you can't escape the truth forever.

Right?

Has anyone even bothered to ask you what you think?

We know what our daughter wants.

She wants to go home.

No.

No, I... I don't.

-Sure you do, honey. -No.

No, I can't.

I don't...

even know what home is.

I'm sorry.

Honey.

You don't have to apologize.

And I know you're supposed to feel like my family, but I...

but I don't... I don't feel it.

And I need help to love you.

I don't wanna hurt anyone else,

and I need help not to.

And I just need some help, please.

Christine, don't say anything more.

No.

We should discuss this privately.

No, no, I... I know what I want.

I don't wanna hurt anyone else.

Can't we just take the deal?

Yeah, we can do that.

Christine.

No, it's okay.

I'll be home someday, but not yet.

All right. Hold on. Sorry.

-Hey. -Mom?

-Is everything okay? -Yeah.

Because you don't just usually show up like this.

It's a little weird.

I know, I know, but I got off work early.

I figured I'd give you a ride home.

No biggie.

We live, like, three blocks away.

I know. Come on.

Come on.

Everything okay at work?

Yeah, you know, the usual.

Come on.

I guess I could use some quality time.

Good.

Me too.